I was inaugurated by the Governor fifty years ago. I was decorated with garlands of yellow marigold flowers. There was enthusiasm in the air. Loud speakers were installed at all strategic points. I felt on top of the world. Scouts and girl guides were lined to welcome the chief guest.
Ah! Today I am old and infirm. The seat of learning has withered. Rain water has collected in and out of the building. Alas no one is interested in discipline in Education. The edifice which was once robust, is now crumbling. It is a mirror of the state of affairs today.
Written for Friday Fictioneers picture prompt.